by Mari Sillva
-Today's chosen story is that of the" Good Samaritan, "where God comes to teach us that the goodness of a heart is often hidden where at least seems, - explained Sister Florence in a rocking chair.
All the children sitting on the floor in silence were listening with their eyes intent. Except one who was sulking sitting on the second rung of the stairs leading to the second floor of the house. It was Jeniffer the oldest among the sheltered. She was always alone in the corners, wearing a black cap covering half of her face and headphones with Gothic music in the last volume. His nails painted black, matching the rest of his robes that were the same tone. She looked like Stephen's daughter, Blade though. Despite so much personality for a thirteen-year-old girl, she had an insecure, sad look, he would say. Jesse thanked his sister for choosing that beautiful story to tell, it really fit a glove for the occasion.
-Thank you for not leaving, you do not know how important it is for me to be here.
Jesse laid her head on Blade's free shoulder since the other was more than busy with little Alice, who still kept her arms around his neck, holding tightly as if afraid someone might get her out.
-When I want something, I do not give up easily.
Blade interlaced his fingers in the midst of the young woman, who to her sounded like an I'm happy to be here with you too.
There was once a certain man who was robbed beat him to the ground. And while he was bleeding a citizen passed. He was a priest and he pretended not to see him, for he was in a hurry, he had priorities, but the truth was that he lacked love. In the same place, a Levite is passing, perhaps a song for God. He sang, saying, -I love Thee above all! - But did not love others as one should love oneself he did the same thing as the priest and proceeded empty-handed, and the injured man remained to lie on the ground in the same place was coming to the good Samaritan I do not know his name or even his religion. I do not know how he sang if he prayed well, but I know his hands were busy. But within him, there was much compassion and breaking protocols he approached the wounded man, poured olive oil on his wounds stagnated the blood and lifted him up the good Samaritan without any obligation took care of that man by making his life the essence of him. He did not look at what he looked like, what the poor man had to offer, just helped him. This is God: He does not judge people by appearance or what they say they are. But you see your attitude when you do things to gain nothing in return or when you do them without anyone is looking.
At the end of the story, Blade squeezed Jesse's hand so much it seemed like he was going to crush her fingers at any moment. Perhaps there was still a chance for a heathen like him.
The investigator was not the only one there to make good use of her money, Maldonado's partners had no idea where he put so much money if he had no bank account anywhere and had not many properties. What nobody knew was that Blade was like Robin Hood, robbing the rich to give to the poor. But what you do with one hand, the other does not need to know, kept the secret only for him.
Soon the bandit was in a hurry to leave, it was past the time the children went to bed.
- Where do I put this thing? -Blade asked with total disdain, pointing to Alice sleeping peacefully on her lap like a porcelain doll.
-On the second floor, at the last door at the end of the hall, you can lay her down in the crib, - the nun said, wanting to laugh.
Sometimes Blade's bad mood was funny to anyone who did not really know him. He climbed the stairs grunting, but he put the baby in the crib with the greatest care in the world and still stroked his blond hair. Even though he did not like her, she had to admit that her fat, rosy cheeks were sweet. On the way back, down the corridor he ran into Jeniffer, Estevão's thirteen-year-old daughter's project with the cap on her head, almost hiding her eyes the headphones on the ear so loud that the bandit could hear the music from afar his face.
- You do not have to hide from the world many have not had the same luck that you have to live in a house with people who love you. Do not let anyone take the best moments of your life from you, take action before it is too late, -Blade exclaimed as she passed the girl, without turning to look back.
Maldonado heard the noise of the cap going to the floor and the headphones being tossed away. At last Jeniffer decided to free herself to the world. Blade and Jesse said goodbye to Sister Florence and left, taking with them the peace of that place.
-I'll drive you home, - Blade said, getting into the driver's sidecar.
-This is yours, I'd better hand it over before I forget. - He took the tape recorder in his bag and handed it to him already inside the car, without looking at it. -Thank you for taking me home, I know you're far from your normal route. - She shuffled into the passenger seat, pulling the short dress down.
-I'm not taking you to your house .- He turned the key making the Impala's motor snore and cast his eyes to her legs with more than half uncovered.-Let's go to mine, - he concluded in a low, firm voice.
-Are the people waiting for us there? - She asked suspiciously, nervous at the thought of having to be alone with him.
-I'm not talking about this house, but our hideout in the mountains.
How so our? If he had not heard it loud and clear, Jesse would have asked him to repeat it again, just to make sure she was not going crazy. When they reached their "hideout", her heart stopped when Blade locked the door, took her hand in silence and led her to her room, the main house.
- Good evening, investigator! - He said standing right in front of her as soon as they arrived in the room. -If you need me, I'll be sleeping on the rug in front of the fireplace, smelling you. - He rubbed the tip of his nose into the curve of Jesse's neck, making delicate contours with the tip of his thumb on her back. She almost screamed at me not to let her sleep alone.
-Why can´t you sleep here with me? – your bed is large, two people fit perfectly in it, she argued, smoothing his face, which closed her eyes to enjoy the wonderful sensation.
-I do not know if I could just sleep next to you, it's safer for you to stay in the living room. I only brought you here because I want you near me tonight, even if it is not in my arms. -His eyes darkened dangerously.
-I'm not talking literally about Sleeping Blade. You're making a fool of yourself, - she grunted nervously.
-I do not think it's going to happen today, it would be as if you wanted to give me something in return for having forgiven you. - Besides, we should at least go out a couple of times or see some movies together sitting on the couch. I hate this kind of show, but for you, I can handle it. I want to make it as normal as possible, that is good for you. He tried to take her hand, but she did not leave it with a step back.
-That's not your choice, Blade. -She took a step closer to look at him. -It's mine and I hope you'll accept my decision, - Jesse said, reaching behind her body for the clasp of her dress.
Chapter 22
- Need help? - Blade asked, seeing the poor girl almost pulling the clasp of her dress trying to open it. Since that was her final decision, it would be worth it.
- Yes, thank you! - She replied, her head down, dead with shame.
-Just relax, I promise to be kind. - Blade brought her mouth to the investigator's ear, her warm breath tickling her neck.
He pulled the zipper off his dress, placing light kisses on Jesse's neck. The piece went to the floor in a fraction of a second, undressing the fragile body. She wore an intimate white lace set with three-piece combinations. The one that most caught his attention was the garter belt in which the hem found the top of the pantyhose well in the middle of the slightly turned thighs. Blade was forced to take a step back to admire her better and more calmly. He lost his breath. Angel was little to name it at that time.
-You always startle me, Miss Carter. - Blade insisted on calling her by the middle name, for any insecurity about her father's guilt.
She ran her eyes deliberately up and down her body so that she would know how much she wanted her.
-Did not you like it? - I suspected I would
not like this color; if I had known I would be with you, I would have chosen something better. She blushed, covering her body with her hands.
-It's perfect, white is the color of angels. -He stroked Jesse's curls, then his face, narrowing the distance between them again, to feel the natural scent of fresh flowers coming from her.
-Your heart beats for those who say they do not have one, I can hear from here. - She ran her small hands sensuously through his strong chest.
-It only manifests itself when I'm with you, - he said, his voice burning with desire.
She smiled shyly, not believing that it was really happening. It had been worth waiting for so long, twenty-six long years. In fact, she had not kissed anyone, not for want of a suitor, or that they did not exist, but she had never really gotten interested in anyone else to get to that point.
-I do not know what to do, Blade. I gave you my first kiss one of these days. I love you so much, you're a lot older than me, and you certainly have a great deal of sex. Being with me will be very bland for you. - She looked away, embarrassed. She could not keep her eyes on anyone for long she'd always been extremely shy.
-I do not know what to do either I've never been with a virgin before. - I will not lie to you I like raw sex, wild and overwhelming. He squeezed her waist, pulling her closer to him, defying the law of physics by making two bodies into one.
-I'm afraid of getting out of control and hurting you, the women I usually quite like brutality. But you're too pure for something so dirty. In fact, what we're doing is not right, little one. - He turned his back to her. For the first time in his life, he was trying to do the right thing.
-Why not? - Jesse asked, hugging his back and laying his head on it carefully. I did not know what his reaction would be.
-In this story, I'm the Bad Wolf, Jesse. Wolves are hunters, do not send letters, do not gift with flowers much less swear love. You should share this special moment with someone worthy and truly deserving of you, the bartender perhaps. - She felt his muscles tighten, his fists clenched tightly. Clearly, it was not easy for him to say those things, but it was necessary.
- This is what you want? May I give myself to another man? I thought you wanted me! - Jesse let go of him immediately, unsure.
-Of course not! I want you, like I never wanted anything in life. But it turns out he's the good guy in this story I'm just the villain, the cruelest of them all. - Blade turned to face her, his eyes bored like clouds on the day of the flood.
-Then stop throwing me into another's arms, my heart aches when you say that kind of thing. If you do not want me, just talk, you do not have to make excuses to get out. -He lowered his eyes to his own feet, tossing the blessed ring back and forth on his finger in a circular motion. I was holding the cry.
-If I walk away, it's not because of lack of feeling, it's because of him. -Blade lifted her face affectionately and laid a kiss on the black face, slightly flushed, timid.
-Well, changing the subject. - If you are the Bad Wolf in this story, who am I?
If her intention was to take the heavy weather in the air, she had achieved with praise. The serious expression on Blade's face was gone, leaving a lighter one in place. Jesse had made the same joke with him as the bandit did when they first met. On the day he almost died of embarrassment.
-Little Red Riding Hood, - he replied, his dark eyes flashing with desire and lust.
-And what does Bad Wolf do to the Little Red Riding Hood? - Jesse's voice came out provocatively. An angel playing a demon, he thought, enjoying the idea.
- It eats her!!! - He whispered softly in her ear, seductive. -Slowly, - she concluded, moaning.
-Do not think about tomorrow. - Blade, let's live just now. She took his hand and placed it on her heart, so she knew it belonged to him and no one else.
-I really think I should work with sales, it's great at convincing people, - Blade joked, smiling. - Yes! - He was smiling at the half-naked woman in front of him, the only one capable of making him perform such a feat.
-I love your smile, just like everything in you.
Jesse took the initiative to kiss him with passion, wrapping his arms around his neck, having to stand on tiptoe so he could touch her lips. Blade interrupted the kiss the young woman almost went mad for the lack of physical contact.
-No matter how long I live or wherever I go, I will remember that night with every second of my life.
Blade turned her around so that she would have her back to him, wrapping her arms around her waist, sticking her body to hers. Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html tingling her with light bites in her ear, she unzipped her bra tightly. After releasing her breasts, she touched her nipples with her thumbs in a circular motion. Giving several kisses on her shoulder, she came down the back leaving a trail of small hickeys. Jesse's breathing grew heavier and heavier.
- Can I? - He asked permission to finish undressing her.
Jesse did not understand the request because he had already taken the top. But it turned out that now she was going to play in a woman's most sensitive spot, she did not think it was right to do it without asking if she really could. She nodded and Blade slowly took off her pantyhose, loosening the loops and slowly wrapping them around her legs, stopping to lay kisses on the parts that were getting naked.
-You have beautiful legs, Miss Carter.
Jesse did not even notice when Blade stood behind her again, biting the curve of her neck, holding her tightly around her waist and rubbing her hard cock into his pants. He moved his hands into her panties, getting rid of her like a magic trick. She heard footsteps toward the bookshelf and seconds later, the guitar chords of Bon Jovi's "Always" music took over the room.
-You're wonderful, a work of art, - he whispered softly, stroking her belly with his fingertips, keeping behind her.
Jesse was starting to get nervous that he could not see him, wanted to see his expression as he touched her.
-Please, Blade, I want to look at you when you touch me, - she begged. -I also wanted to be able to touch you, to feel the heat of your body ... - Her voice almost failed, becoming embarrassed after she spoke.
-Not yet, angel, calm down and let me admire you for a few more moments. Lie down in bed, I'm already going to keep you company. - Jesse cringed at the word bed then he pulled her closer to kiss her shoulders until they relaxed and felt safe.
-Why did you choose this song? I was curious about that. - Even though he did not like questions, he risked doing that.
-Because she kept me company all the days she was gone, it's not fair that now that she's in my arms, she's letting her out of this moment, our moment. - Hearing that, Jesse lost all focus, did not even know how he had legs to walk to the bed on his belly.
The bandit had to concentrate the image of the naked girl in his bed was inviting him to fly over her and to possess her in every possible way. However, she needed to control herself to do everything right and give her the first time every woman deserves to have it. He began to undress without taking his eyes off her, who stared at him timidly.
Always (Bon Jovi)
This Romeo is bleeding.
But you can´t see your blood.
It's nothing but feelings
That this dog kicked up
It's been raining since you left me.
Now I'm drowning in the flood
You know, I've always been a fighter.
But without you I give up.
I'll be there until the stars do not shine,
Until the heavens burns and the words don not rhyme
I know when I die you'll be on my mind.
And I love you, always.
What I would not give to run my fingers through your hair
To touch your lips, to hold you near
When you say your prayers, try to understand
I made mistakes, I'm just a man
I will love you, baby, always
And I'll be here, forever and one day ... Al
ways.
If you told me to cry for you, I could
If you told me to die for you, I'd were.
Look at my face, there's no price I won´t pay
To say these words to you
I'll to love you, baby, always
And I'll be there, forever and one day, always
At last Jesse was not even paying any attention to the music anymore the image of Blade walking bare toward her took away any kind of sanity. Sleeping was great, more awake was a monster, Jesse wondered if it was normal to be that big. And especially if that all fit inside her, it seemed impossible. He was too beautiful, a stunning beauty.
Blade climbed onto the bed, crawling like a tiger about to attack the prey, her chest rising and falling quickly, nervous. The bandit went up to kiss the girl's feet, then just below the knee, walking a path between her legs. It came to the inside of the thigh Jesse was tense holding the sheet tightly to what he supposed to be coming. But, to her surprise, Blade jumped the intimate part of the young woman kissing the hip bone.
He wanted to prove her anyway, yes, but he did not want to embarrass her the first time. He ran his tongue across the lower part of her left breast, sucking it lightly. Jesse could not contain himself in the face of so many new sensations, grabbed his hair pulled it to her completely uncontrolled as she was sucked shamelessly.
- Easy, little one. - He grinned at Jesse seductively.
-Sorry, - she said, blushing.
This only excited him even more, at the extreme level. Blade began to gently kiss her neck and clavicle region, while massaging her hard nipples, begging to be touched by him. He wanted her to feel safe and wanted.
-Kiss me, - she said, need to make sure it was really happening.
-That will be your last kiss as a virgin before you become a woman in my arms, - he whispered, kissing her shoulder.
